Pick a Prince and Get Rich

Today's court is full of treachery. Although the second prince was removed a few days ago, there are still some old ministers attached to the second prince secretly. What's more, they are dormant under the banner of the prince and the fourth prince.

Zongrenfu, on the other hand, has always been neutral and impartial among these factions, which is why the emperor left the prime minister in their charge.

Now, when the two tigers fight, they wait and see what happens, and the winner is the king. This is the eternal truth. At that time, they just need to pay homage to the winner.

"Get water and wake him up!" Zhou Wuyong faces the bodyguard around him.

The bodyguard immediately went to the corner and brought a bucket of water, which was melted from the snow under the eaves.

"Hua La", a bucket of water splashed on Yan Ye's body.

Yan ye, who was still in a coma, suddenly wakes up. His teeth begin to tremble and his hair is twisted together, blocking his face.

"Now that we're awake, let's go on asking." Zhou Wuyong took a sip of hot tea, picked up the dossier again, and looked at Yan ye with a pen: "besides your father, who else is there in this assassination?"

Yan Ye vomited cold water, mixed with some blood, "these people are all dead men. I don't know the identity of others. I only know that my father was instructed by the prime minister to assassinate the fourth prince."

"What is the motive?" Zhou Wuyong stopped what he said and looked up at him.

Yan Ye sneered, pulled the wound on the corner of his mouth, and took a breath of cold air: "my Lord, do you know that if you get rid of the fourth prince, the crown prince will become a great treasure, and no one can shake the crown prince's position any more, and Shentu's family can be smooth sailing so far, do you think I'm right?"

In the face of his sarcasm, the prison head stepped forward, picked up the whip next to him, and then whipped at him: "if the adult asks you, your answer is, where do you have the part to ask."

"Yes, you are right." Yan Ye shed a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth. He opened his eyes and looked at the prison. His body had been flogged and drenched with cold water. Now he could not stand it any more, and his lips were blue.

Seeing this, Zhou Wuyong took the pen and paper, approached him and said in a cold voice: "when you enter this clan mansion, the official will present all the words you say to the emperor. If you have any injustice, just say it, or do you dare not say more when you are threatened?"

"What do you mean by Mr. Zhou's words? I've told you what you need to know. What else do you want?" Yan Ye struggled, and the iron chain bound to him made a sonorous sound.

"I want to know whether the prime minister has done anything else besides this evidence?" Zhou Wuyong whispered in his ear.

"No Yan Ye immediately vetoed it. He only agreed to the fourth prince. He told the secret agent behind the assassination, but he never agreed to anything else. What's more, this one alone is enough.

"Are you so sure?" Zhou Wuyong stepped back.

"I'm just a little bodyguard around Mr. Shentu. I can know what happened to the prime minister. Mr. Zhou, the Emperor didn't say that he would kill me. You'd better let me go." Yan Ye stares at the crowd.

Zhou Wuyong was amused by his words. He looked at Yan Ye as if he were a fool. "Yan ye, Yan ye, do you think this Zongren mansion is the place where you want to come and go? If you go into he Zongren mansion, you can't leave unless you are wronged. Otherwise, you don't want to go out of this generation."

"You --"

"I advise you to think about whether the prime minister has done anything else that is unreasonable." Zhou Wuyong turned around with a cold face and said to the prison head beside him, "look at him well. I will come here in a moment."

"Yes, my Lord."